Look out of that window!!!! It's a billion stories, their histories, lots many aims and ambitions, all stacked up in little buildings, dimly lit by yellow spots scattered around, waiting. Waiting to continue, or to begin the race, the fight, the celebration of togetherness, chasing the sun. Chasing The Sun for that ONE cool breeze that people say you'll find around. All over they go each time, every day, all of their lives, SAME SAME! Love, hatred and competition- in so much abundance.
And another day sets, for a new morrow shall rise tomorrow... Good Night.